I'm sorry to all of you whom loved my story - Unfortunately I have to end it here. Not because I hate it, ( actually I love it!) but if I drag it out, it would become tedious and stupid. So, sadly after ten chapters, I come to an end.

Please don't hate this story for its ending but, because of the episodes I based it around, I had to end it with much tragedy. Thank you to all who have and will review, and thank you for reading! Perhaps I will attempt to write more of my stories like this!

Heads up, its graphic. Very, very graphic.

Thank you Ash and Doom-Song8, whom reviewed just about every chapter. I enjoyed your reviews.

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I spent many hours of the morning in my room, just watching Lin sleep. He look innocent, untroubled. I felt so safe in his arms. I realized something in so few hours: I loved him. I also realized that every life, big and small was important to the universe, and no one person has the right to take the life of another. From spider to human being, from rat to horse, every life is important. Lin had come to mean so much to me in such a small time. Gren was right. I grew with him and a love between us blossomed. I hadn't known him that long but he was the most important person in my life, even if I hadn't wanted it to be that way.

There was once a time where to me, no one else mattered. It used to be, if I saw a spider, I would crush it just because it was there. Love was nonexistent in my heart and then one single person came. He changed me. Like on waters a flower, he watered me with his love and I grew. Now, I needed to turn my leaves toward the sun and grow.

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Well, 'you can't always get what you want, but if you try some times you get what you need.' That's how that old song goes, right? I suppose when it was written in 1969 it wasn't intended for the ears of we 2071ians. It must not apply to me, however, because all I've ever done is try and see where it got me? This must sound selfish, but I wish that… for at least one day the world would revolve around me. Maybe then I could fix this broken shell of mine.

I suppose that one should never have that much power. One would become power mad, like Vicious. He's very close to ruling the Syndicate. As soon as the four corpses, as Vicious calls them, die…He'll take over. God I hope I die before then…

I suppose also you're supposed to be brave and push on for a reason, but its useless when all hope is lost. That helpless useless lame feeling that creeps upon you without warning and feasts upon your mind, making you tell yourself that you should die, that you're useless, helpless. Give up, give in, there's no way you'll win. Its hopeless, you're useless. Monster…Monster. However, no matter what the circumstance you must never give up. No matter how hard it gets, don't give up. Then you really are useless.

I watched with fear as Lin boarded that pod with Vicious, as it kicked and took off, as my life flashed before my eyes.

They say that's what happens when you die, your life flashes before your eyes. I guess it wasn't all of my life, unless my life only truly began when my mother died. Perhaps that what really altered my future, her death. They also say that it only gets worse before it gets better, and that's true. But from my standing point things look like they'll never get any better. I guess that's just how things go.

…No! Mother don't leave me! This can't be happening!…

…She's perfect Vicious. Welcome to the Syndicate, Miss Miyazaki…

…Hello Miss Miyazaki, My name is Lin, and this is my little brother, Shin…

…I just thought you should know, he's abandon you here…

…We're all Vicious' dogs, you know…

…Why did you take pity on me?…

…Lin, I think I love you…

… Yeah, I was looking for a way out. Wouldn't want to be abandoned again…

What part of that had altered my future? Where did I go wrong? Was it when I stepped into the ruddy old bar, with the stupid bell. Ching! There goes my life. Ching! There goes my future. Ching! And my sanity too. Out the door and down the street it went, out of my reach forevermore.

As I turned away from the landing deck I felt suddenly dizzy and fell to the floor. Shin ran over to me, picking my head up and coddling it in his lap, yelling for help. I pushed myself up and away form him and a disoriented me ran down the hall to my room, only to throw herself onto her bed and cry insanely. I knew that something bad was going to happen, I just couldn't figure out what. I was hoping that Lin was safe, and that if it was bad it would happen to Vicious. Honestly, if he died tomorrow, it would only make things better for me. Like re-glued pieces.

I spent many hours at my usual beating bag. This time there was no Lin to surprise me, no sparing partner today. How could something feel so wrong? It cut me deeply to think that something was going to happen. I suppose that I really took my anguish and all of my other emotions out on that bag, at least more than usual. This time, I broke the bag itself. I had a short laugh at that as I walked away, no one ever figured it was me. To add to my problems, now even the shower felt strange. This time I wouldn't be able to scrub away my troubles, soap and hot water couldn't help this problem. It couldn't help wonder what I could have been, what might have been if my mother hadn't been murdered. Then something hit me: I'd been in the Syndicate and I hadn't come any closer to figuring out who it was, or why my mother was involved with the Syndicate. Something was seriously wrong.

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Vicious returned several hours late into the night, but I was waiting for him when he returned. Actually, I was waiting for Lin. Vicious descended from the pod with bruises and cuts, but no Lin to follow. My heart sank and I ran to Vicious shouting.

"Where's Lin? What did you do to him!" I screamed. I was backhanded about a foot, landing hard against a crate that was there. On impact, I folded in half then slammed backward again, slamming my head into the crate for the second time. I looked up at Vicious who had become a black, gold, and gray blur in my eyes.

"He dead." He growled. My eyes widened as I heard these words. Suddenly my vision cleared and I stood up, rushing to Vicious.

"You Bastard! You bastard you kill him!" I screamed. Instead of being backhanded, I had a hand grasped tightly around my throat.

"Silence yourself or you will be silenced." Vicious snapped. I glowered and pushed myself away, swinging at him as I flew backwards. " I did not kill your precious Lin. The fool jumped in front of me when I was shot at." He sneered. I narrowed my eyes at him and wrapped my slender fingers around the hilt of my katana at my side.

"What?"I snapped back. "Who shot at you?"

"Its no matter of yours. You do not know him, I'm sure." He snapped back at me. I glowered. "We were on Callisto, and seeing as you said you did nothing while you were there, you couldn't possibly know him." He said. My eyes widened at this.

"Gren!" I shouted. Vicious snapped his head around to look at me. I saw a strike of anger come to his eyes and he wrapped his hand around his katana as well.

"You met him?" He hissed. After a few minutes of tense stare-down, Vicious relaxed and that positively evil grin formed upon his lips. That sadistic grin that made my skin crawl from my muscle and onto the floor. A few more moments passed and he spoke once more "It doesn't matter. He is dead as well. There is nothing you can do."

This couldn't be happening. Suddenly all of the sanity I had left shot out of me and out of my reach. My whole world crashed around me. I was the murder victim, being stabbed. I had been hunted down, caught, trapped. The stalking insanity had finally caught up to me. Once again I was the old lady and I was the child. I found myself like a helpless deer caught in the headlight of insanity. I was the elderly woman and I was the child. I was hit and the me I was, was dead. There was nothing left to live for, except vengeance.

The want for revenge can drive a person insane. All they want is to kill. Like a sickness they are consumed by inanity and hatred. It pushes them to do things that not even the universe's most insane man could ever dream of doing in his wildest fantasies. Their back ground drops away to leave nothing except empty space. There is no one in their whole world except themselves and the ones the are after. No one could stop me now.

A whole wave of empty rage filled my body and I lunged at Vicious. Instantly he turned and back handed me with a force never before felt by me. I flew farther than I had ever flown. I felt my head slam into something cold and metal, within an instant I was out. Everything faded to black, no sounds, no scents, just myself and the empty, inky blackness that filled my ears eyes and nose.

Waking up several days later, it was like I had been hit by a train. Several times. Still somewhat disoriented, I attempted to sit up. As I did so, the nurse came and attempted to keep me down. Then I remembered what had gotten me into that place in the first time. No nurse was going to stop me. I thrashed around as much as I could. She called several nurses over to hold me down, but that wasn't happening. Even with combined effort, all six of the women could not hold me down. I saw that one of them had a needle and attempted to stick it into me.

Fueled by blind rage I thrashed so much that I was able to get my arms free. I was able to grab hold of the needle before she stuck it into my flash. Instantly the tables were turned as I ripped the needle from her hand and swung it around, slicing open many of the nurses. Blood spilled onto me but I was in such a rage that I didn't care. I had no conscious, I felt no guilt. I was finally free from the bed.

I found myself running insanely down the hall, shoving many people to the side. I found my room and went into looking around. There lay my katana, I could feel a sadistic grin forming on my own lips. It mattered not to me that I was now like Vicious on red eye. It didn't matter, noting mattered. Everything around me was black, no one else, nothingness and myself. And Vicious. This was for Lin. My mother, Lin, Gren, and all of my victims

I picked up my katana and ran down the halls, looking for him. I would exact my revenge, no matter the cost of my own body. I found Vicious on the pod deck. He was about to board a pod to go somewhere. I skidded to a stop and stood breathing heavily, staring at him through blood lust-filled eyes. My right eye was covered with my ebony hair, staring at him through the strands. There he was, just me, Vicious, and the sound of my racing heart beat. It was screaming at me to stop. My body couldn't take it, but it didn't much matter. I would either, a. kill him, avenging everyone. Or b. get myself killed, joining everyone. Both sounded good to me.

"Vicious!" I screamed. "YOU BASTARD! You let them die!" At all of the noise he spun around to face me. I stared him down with sadistic grin on my lips. My heart raced and I was breathing extremely hard. The same sadistic grin crept onto his lips as he stared at me. We both unsheathed our Katanas. A high pitched shing noise rung through the air. With a yell, I dove at him and he at me. With in moments the sounds of clashing metal filled the pod deck and HQ itself. As we attempted to over power each other, we came closer, and closer until our faces were centimeters apart. Crying was the last think on my mind as memories of Lin came flooding back. It only fueled more rage at Vicious and I put more power onto my katana.

"You wont win." He said and smirked. I glowered and smirked.

"Don't count your chickens." I said and jumped back, relieving the pressure of his sword against mine. He laughed like a mad man and we dove once more, and finally, he over powered me. My sword went flying from my hands. I heard the thick sound of my katana's hand guard and blade ring through the air. Shattering the silence, shattering me, leaving me vulnerable to attack.

In a mad fit of rage backed insanity I dove, empty-handed, at Vicious. There was a sharp pain at my stomach as the pod hanger and all of the other background faded back into my view. There was Vicious with katana in had, through my stomach. I sank to my knees as my thick crimson blood spilled onto the ground, over the metal floor, onto his shoes. My final sight was Vicious staring down at me insanely, my blood on his clothes and face. He grinned and ripped the katana from me and as my final breath escaped my lips I whispered to Vicious from the floor.

"Thank you, I'm free."

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Author's final notes:

Hey everybody! I hope you enjoyed this! T.T As with all tragedy, there must be violence. I just had to make it graphic, so it would be descriptive. Well, Share the love on tell me what you think.

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I realize, not all of you know Japanese, so here are translations for the chapter names (some are roughly translated, since I don't know a lot of Japanese):

1. Tanoshii Gren - Pleasent Gren.

2. Naku Na - Don't Cry.

3. Namida no Haji - Tears of Guilt.

4. Yuma Vicious - Monsterous Vicious.

5. Shinsetsu Lin - Kind Lin

6. Ai Shiteru? - I Love You?

7. Koibito - Lovers

8. Tenshi no Unmei - Angel of Fate

9. Dame Yume - Bad Dream

10. Ja, O-daiji ni - So Long, Take Care.

Please forgive any typos or mispellings. I didn't proofread. Too lazy.